Day 1: I Learnt My 1st Lesson



As I was in hospital standing in the emergency ward I heard a cry of an old grandma. She looked poor but she had a husband in richness of love. He was standing before me facing her and his love could be seen sorry felt even not seeing it from his face. Two nurses were trying to punch her arm so that they can incorporate the needle which then she would be provided with the saline. I know this pain as my grandpa suffered it. While the nurses tried to punch on, I noticed they were removing the red thread that was tied on her wrist (a religious thread usually tied for wellbeing). I have no faith in such things and when they were removing I thought... no... but soon they removed it and gave that thread to that grandpa. As he was turning I was watching him to see his face, he turned and looked me and gently put his face down as he walked towards a cloth bag. He has a lengthy face, dark skin, gentle eyes, meek body language and worried about her wife’s health and I also noticed that this removal of thread has brought him a sense of bad sign to her health. I wanted to say him not to worry, I’ll pray for her but I didn’t and watched him moving slowly towards a cloth bag in which he pressed the thread in. I watched him moving out of the ward, maybe he could hold no more to stand. I said a silent prayer for her to be cured completely and recovered soon from whatever she has come for and for the grandpa to have strength and courage and faith that the removal of that thread would not bring any bad and God will continue to protect and save them. The grandma started crying... amma.. amma.. amma... I couldn’t control and watched if the pinning was over, soon the nurses bound it up and said don’t worry grandma it’s all set now, don’t cry. She subsided and then her husband came back.

So much love, so much love, so much love alone. In times of trouble, in times of sadness, in times of bad luck, in times of destruction, in times of illness... only people who love us will be with us, and such a place is heaven and that is now named as Hospital..!! (I learnt my first lesson)


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